He'd been to hundreds of football games. He'd stared at the cheerleaders even more times than that, since he also attended basketball and volleyball g...mes. And he'd dreamed about what Kendra Bradford might look like under that uniform at least a thousand times.Now, as he watched her prance, dance, and gyrate, calling out to the crowd, chanting cheers, flirting with everyone in the stands, his brain kept telling him that his sperm was, at that very moment, nestled in her womb. She'd gotten. I leaned forward, again rubbing the head of my cock up and down her pussy. “You want it, don’t you? You want me to fuck you hard, don’t you,” I said, looking into her eyes. “Please, let me go. I’m sorry I was teasing you.” “Who do you think you’re fooling?” I said. “You came here to get fucked. Now tell me what you want. I want you to beg!” I took advantage of her squirming and got the head of my cock deeper into her dripping pussy, moving it in a small circle, teasing her. “You like how that. As we explored on each other’s mouth it was time to go wandering my hand touched her knee and she broke away eyes blazing (best mate retreated and then reappeared dressed in flack jacket and battle helmet). "What do you think I am I just don’t go and jump on the first person I see well think again I’m not that type, if that’s all your looking for you won’t get it here." Second thought in the background laughing his guts out and then he said, need some help? "No" Now it was my turn "how dumb do. To do what? She just stared at me. Then, almost on their own, trembling, her hands moved to her waist and unfastened her skirt and slowly pulled down. Slowly, exposing her lower stomach, then her blue bikini panties, down her thighs, past her knees then to the flow. She step out of them and tossed them to the chair as well.So, here she was standing in only her bra and panties, facing me as my eyes stare at every inch of her exposed body. “okay, now what,” she asked.“you are beautiful,” i said..